Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

The sound of barking reached Qiang Nan's ears, and he could tell that it was the sound of a wolfhound spotting its prey.

He stared wide-eyed at Chang Kun in surprise.

Without even asking Chang Kun how he knew the weasel came from the northwest, he shouted:

"Everyone stay in your positions, pay attention to the ten o'clock position!"

The orders were relayed down, and the farm fell silent in an instant.

Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed at the dark night.

That night, the moonlight was dim, the starlight was faint, and visibility was blurred even five or six meters away.

Everyone was a little nervous, and sweat slowly began to appear on their palms as they held the slingshots.

Qiang Nan calmed the wolfhound, pinching its mouth to stop it from barking, and kept his eyes fixed on the northwest direction.

"Two hundred meters...one hundred meters...fifty meters!"

Chang Kun quietly counted the numbers.

The system detected that twenty or thirty weasels were marching towards the farm in a large group.

That's incredibly arrogant!

Weasels have the intelligence of a two- or three-year-old child. They knew the farm was taking precautions against them, yet they still came to forcibly eat the chicks. They deserved to be beaten to death!

Killing a weasel at this time is not illegal; on the contrary, it is doing a good deed.

In later generations, weasels were often seen in the chicken coops of every household in rural areas.

By then it had become a protected animal; it could eat your chickens, but you couldn't kill it.

That's how domineering it is!

As Qiang Jinan listened to Chang Kun report the numbers, he realized that these numbers represented the distance the weasel was from here, and he couldn't help but believe it.

After all, it was Chang Kun who first discovered the direction the weasel was coming from, even before the wolfhound.

He recalled his platoon leader's words: "There are always stronger people among the strong, and there are also masters among the common people. We must always maintain a learning attitude."

"Twenty meters, Qiang-ge, is it ready to shoot?"

Chang Kun held the slingshot tightly with the rubber band taut, pointing it northwest.

Even if you can't see far away, the system's sensors are there, and the location of each weasel is clear. In just twenty meters, you will never miss.

"beat!"

Qiang Jinnan gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Prepare to fire, 10 o'clock northwest!"

Chang Kun was waiting for those words.

*Whoosh!*

After firing an iron ball, Chang Kun didn't stop; he immediately replaced it with another iron ball and continued firing.

A scream rang out from the other side, followed by another scream.

After four consecutive screams, Qiang Jinnan finally saw the weasel.

Good guy!

Brother Chang fired blindly, and all four shots hit!

I really underestimated him!

The wolfhound leaped out and headed straight for the weasel beside it.

The dogs trained by the tribe are truly exceptional; they even know how to dodge enemy fire and did not obstruct Chang Kun's firing direction at all.

"Come here, everyone, the weasel is over here."

As the number of weasels in the area increases, the strong southerner seeks help.

"Wait, Brother Qiang, a group of weasels are slowly moving from the east and south, they haven't gone over yet, and we have the fewest here."

According to the system's detection, there were more than a hundred weasels in the three directions combined, with the fewest weasels in the northwest direction.

What?

Qiang Jinnan was a little confused.

Do weasels also use tricks?

I almost fell for the simplest feint.

These weasels! They're practically sentient!

If you fall into their trap, you'll lose face big time.

You'd be laughed out of the house if you were fooled by a weasel!

"Brother Chang, you take command!"

Qiang Jinnan knew that in the dim light of the night, he was like a blind man, and forcing himself to give orders would only delay the operation.

"Okay!" Chang Kun didn't bother with formalities.

"Brothers to the east and south, after you count to one hundred, the weasel will be almost gone, so be alert!"

Chang Kun was worried that they wouldn't be able to keep track of the time, so he specially changed the minutes to counting.

"There are about forty of them to the east."

"There are more than fifty in the south."

"Use all available manpower to provide assistance."

The orders were passed on one by one, and everyone seemed to have a backbone, no longer feeling lost and helpless.

This way, to the northwest.

Chang Kun and three farm workers used slingshots to shoot at the weasels one by one, but the weasels that got close were more agile and difficult to hit.

Many weasels had already rushed into the farm, and there was no time to worry about that now; all they could do was hope that the wire trap would catch them.

Jiang Qiang fired the slingshot several times, but the weasel nimbly dodged them each time because they were too close.

Damn!

He gritted his teeth, threw the slingshot aside, picked up the shovel beside him, and rushed forward.

With a single horizontal slap, the weasel couldn't even let out a scream; its entire head was a bloody mess as it flew into the air.

"Haha, that was so much fun!"

Qiang Jinan was tired of playing a game of shooting and dodging with a weasel using a small slingshot.

His muscles bulged, and the shovel in his hand was like a lamp wick, swatting away the little weasels one by one.

"That was so much fun!"

It's easy to imagine that in ancient times, fierce generals killed ordinary soldiers as easily as cutting grass, just like the current situation of powerful forces fighting weasels in the south.

"Brothers with shovels, use them to hunt weasels! They're much more effective than slingshots!"

Chang Kun quickly relayed this information.

Before long, laughter rang out from the east and south.

It's really satisfying to bully a little weasel with a shovel.

Even so, quite a few weasels still rushed into the farm.

I don't know why they are so persistent, so crazy for a little food, risking their lives.

Before anyone knew it, the two wolfhounds were chasing the weasel, getting further and further away from the group, and gradually the barking became less and less audible.

The people who were guarding the farm were very happy to see that a lot of weasels had been killed that night.

If this happens three or four more times, the weasel pack will no longer be a problem.

Sudden.

Chang Kun sensed that two large creatures had appeared far to the northwest.

At first glance, he thought it was just two big wolves entering his sensing range and didn't pay any attention.

The farm is surrounded by a flat area, and beyond that are several small hills. In the woods on the hills, there are many wild rabbits and pheasants.

Therefore, it is common for wolves to roam around and hunt.

But soon, Chang Kun realized something was wrong.

Because around the two wolves he thought were big bad wolves were a dozen or so weasels, and the two were very close to each other, but no conflict occurred.

How can wolves and weasels live together so harmoniously?

This is impossible!

Chang Kun then carefully examined the prey he sensed.

The moment he saw it clearly, he felt his heart skip a beat, a chill ran down his spine, and his face turned deathly pale.

Those two big guys were slender with short limbs and long tails, looking exactly like weasels.

They really were weasels!

A weasel bigger than a wild wolf!

Chang Kun nervously swallowed.

Damn it!

What happened to the rule that supernatural beings weren't allowed after the founding of the People's Republic of China?!

At this moment, the unit's two wolfhounds had been led towards the two giant weasels.

Sensing it, two giant weasels darted forward at top speed and pounced in mid-air.

Followed by.

"Awooo—Awooo, awooo!"

A few faint howls of wolfhounds could be heard.

not good!

Chang Kun's expression changed, and he pointed northwest.

"Brother Qiang, over there, a dog!"